22 January, 2007
how do i love thee? let me count the ways.
i love thee to the depth and breadth and height
my soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
for the ends of being and ideal grace.
i love thee to the level of everyday's
most quiet need, by sun and candlenight.
i love thee freely, as men strive for right;
i love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
i love thee with the passion put to use
in my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
i love thee with a love i seemed to lose
with my lost saints- i love thee with the breath,
smiles, tears, of all my life! -and, if God choose,
i shall but love thee better after death.
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i did a critical analysis of that poem in lit lesson last week..and i think its very sweet! so to you i give this poem to:) although its not my own words, i meant every line. i know sorry doesnt promise or make anything the slightest bit better, but i am. Thank you for tolerating all this while, thank you for finally telling me about it, and thank you for giving me the chance to do whatever i've not been doing. i didnt know until yesterday, just how important you are to me and how scared i am of losing you.
11:07 PM
